King Of Demise Poem by Usman Hanif

Glistening shadows, sombre view, eerie light
Surging pain, twisted trees, cries in sight
Clattering blades, running through their necks
Spilling blood, choking throats, dark in night
Whispering silence, dancing corpses respawning
wolves are howling and vultures in waiting

I fought the way i should... but forlorn
so find my grave, to erect my sword upon
Cuts sprout out the skin, hold my heart
I want to cry out, Gabriel seems way far

Let overthrown knoght be the king of demise
the victims shall at last see the surprise...

29-05-2008